I’ve been thinking about my influences lately. Seems like the more art I make, the more obvious they become. It isn’t deliberate. I’ve been working intuitively lately, and I don’t usually notice it until I’m done with the page. I also don’t think my work looks a lot like the stuff I’m filtering.
Why are you having so much trouble with the words? Feeling a bit unoriginal?
Well, “original” is a pretty ridiculous concept when it comes to… pretty much anything.
I’ve just been sort of having this boom of stuff lately. I see my sister’s influence in it quite a lot. I love the sinuous quality of the lines in her work, and how provocative and strong it is. Her women are vibrant with energy and emotion. I want that, and though I don’t think my stuff will ever have that same sizzle, I feel that studying what she has done has pushed me to use color and longer, more expressive lines in my own way.
You mean you’ve tried to express something other than apathy or isolation?
You know, those are things that I deal with all of the time, and they’re going to be there whether I like it or not. I think what I’m figuring out is that they are not the only slices on the pie chart.
There’s a link to Elaina’s art blog in the sidebar. Just look for the beautiful painting of a woman in overalls… This be the button. Go and look. Scroll back. You will not regret it. Also, just to make it easier here are links to her art blog and her poetry blog.
I’ve been drawing, doodling, painting (mark making) for as long as I can remember. I have no formal training, and there are years long gaps where I didn’t even pick up a pencil for anything more elaborate than a shopping list, but I always come back to it. And I miss myself when I don’t do it.
Art therapy is an amazing thing.
A few years ago I started seeing artists on youtube. This has been very cathartic for me as well. How can anyone resist being inspired by folks like Tamara Laporte or Suzi Blu? They show up at the party. They are fabulous and talented and generous, as are women like Samantha Kira Harding and Effy Wild, just to name a couple.
So, how long is it going to take you to figure out how to link their pages? We both know how hopeless you are with that stuff.
I’ll figure it out.
Let’s hope so. You’re already late to your own self imposed blabfest here.
Anyway, I did take a couple of Suzi Blu’s online classes a couple of years ago when I had the means to do so. I also took Tamara Laporte’s free Art, Heart and Healing class. I found all of these helpful and inspiring and would recommend them to anyone.
But you’re really too flighty to be a very good class participant, aren’t you?
Well, that doesn’t mean that I didn’t get anything from them.
After I did this page I could see Tamara Laporte’s influence in it.
You might want to borrow a lasso to rope in that wandering eye before it escapes.
Maybe, but I like the way the color turned out.
Also, after I did this little painting I could see Suzi Blu’s influence in it.
What makes me happy about noticing the influences in my stuff is that I can see them, sure, but the work still feels like mine when it comes down to it.
You know, this post is getting a little wordy…
But I didn’t even mention any of the artists I’ve loved forever like Alphonse Mucha or Patrick Nagel or Frida Kahlo or Frank Frazetta or…
Yeah, too many to list. It’s good, though, having so much beauty to take in.
Not to mention music, books, and the flowers on the side of the road.
Erm, you just mentioned them.
Can it, SLB. I’m having a moment.